Thursday, 15 May 2008 07:00 by
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Not too long ago I decided to have my wife, Marsha, put on an exhibitionist
act at the local strip club. Since Marsha is also my slave, she listened
intently as I laid out the plans of her act.
The night came a week later, and there were about 20 guys in the audience.
Marsha was the third contestant. As she walked onto the stage, she was clad
in a floor-length red evening gown that zipped down the front from top to
bottom.
She had on long white gloves and three-inch high-heel shoes. As she danced
around the stage, her long blond hair would flip from back to front and
spill
down over her shoulders and lovely breasts. She slowly peeled the gloves
off and soon begun unzipping the gown, as she moved seductively around the
stage.
She had to bend all the way down to release the last catch of the zipper,
and as it released, she snapped to a full, upright position, letting the
gown drop
to the floor around her feet. The crown roared approval as she began to
glide
around the stage, clad now in a red-and-black-lace garter belt, bra,
panties.
The pale whiteness of her upper thigh stood out in vivid contrast to the
tops of her sheer black nylons. The other two contestants had not worn
nylons of
any kind, and this added feature seemed to turn hte audience on, as their
shouts
of approval increased.
As the second song began, Marsha knelt down on the stage and asked one of
the fellows in the front row to reach behind her so he could unsnap her bra.
He
put his arms around her, and in a second the bra fell away, exposing
Marsha's
lovely white 36-inch globes. As the bra hit the floor, Marsha grabbed the
man by
the ears and pulled his face into her breasts. She let him suck, bite, and
lick
her lucious tits for quite a while as she began to rub her clit through her
sheer lace panties. She then moved from one guy to the next until eight or
ten
guys in the fron row had sampled her wares with their tongues and mouths.
For the third number, Marsha sat on the stage, facing the audience. She
leaned back on her arms, lifted her ass, and stuck her legs out
spread-eagled into
the face of yet another front-row patron. He was literally drolling with
expectation as she instructed him to remove her panties. When he had
completed
this welcome task, Marsha pulled his mouth into her cunt. He eagerly began
to
lick and suck her box while she leaned back on the stage with her eyes
closed,
asking the two guys on both sides of him to suck her tits. The crowd was
wild
as she moaned and squirmed to the triple eating she was now enjoying.
Again,
Marsha moved from one guy to the next around the front of the stage. I
could hardly keep from coming as I watched from the second row.
What a turn-on to look over a complete stranger's shoulders as he wildly
eats your wife! Marsha's ass was bouncing up and down to the music, and as
I
looked around the theatre, I could see newspapers bouncing up and down on at
least
a dozen laps, as these second- and third-row patrons could only watch for
now
and beat their meat under their homemade tepees. I must admit that I was
one of
them and was beginning to wish I had taken a front-row seat. I'll bet as
least half of the audience came during that third song. They waited with
hand on
cock, ready for the next number to start.
As the lights came on for her last scheduled number, Marsha walked onto the
stage, carrying a large quilt and a box of dildos and vibrators. She laid
down the quilt and positioned herself spread-eagled on it. Still clad in
just
hergarter and nylons, she began to explore her body with her fingers. She
pinched and caressed her nipples with one hand and attached nipple suckers as the other slowly traced up
and
down her inner thighs and along the lips of her beautiful pink slit. Slowly
she
inserted a finger into her glistening snatch, then two fingers, then three.
She reached for a large 12-inch Mr. Thick Dick and began licking up and down the side
of
it. She suck the rubber c
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